Su Mingzheng's hands were stained with red liquid, which was stained when squeezing tomato sauce, and the legs of her trousers were also splashed with red liquid droplets. Su Ronghan was really shocked when she saw it at first sight. What was even more terrifying was the fierce murderous aura in Su Mingzheng, which made her tremble.
Suppressing the urge to hit someone, Su Mingzheng glared hard at the person she legally called her sister, as if to warn her not to block the way, and then slammed down the club in her hand, listening to the iron hitting the tiles with a loud clang. Voice. Ignoring him anymore, and regardless of whether she would immediately run to report him, I squeezed past Su Ronghan and passed by.
Su Ronghan first saw Su Mingzheng who seemed to be covered in blood, and then was stabbed several times by her eyes. Although she was sad, she was still at a loss until she followed Su Mingzheng's whereabouts and finally saw Su Mingzheng. She was stunned by the chaos that had resulted.
Huang Wanying and Su Guoming seemed to have finally realized something was wrong. The sound insulation in the cloakroom was good, and the sound of breaking glasses was absorbed by many soft clothes. However, the sound of the iron club hitting the tiles just now was really loud, especially in the open space. In a large space, Huang Wanying and Su Guoming, who were on the first floor, walked quickly upstairs together.
I heard the two of them asking what was going on? Su Ronghan panicked as she heard footsteps walking upstairs. She subconsciously picked up the club that Su Mingzheng had dropped on the ground and held it tightly.
Seeing the miserable condition of her clothes, hat and shoes, Huang Wanying let out a dying swan scream and bumped into Su Guoming's arms behind her unsteadily.
The two angrily went upstairs to question their daughter, but there was a daughter standing guard outside the cloakroom door. The daughter was holding an obvious murder weapon, because it was a golf club with tomato sauce on the tip.
Su Ronghan held the club horizontally, blocking the aisle with her whole body, tightly grasping the center of the metal shaft of the club. It seemed that she was not familiar with the method of holding the club at all.
Su Ronghan, who just used the club as an ordinary stick, said in a trembling voice: "I did it."
She blocked her parents from passing, "Just think it was me." Then in the same situation as last night, she raised her head and stared directly at Su Guoming. As a sister, defending her sister without reservation can be regarded as a deep sisterly love.
Su Guoming, who was twenty centimeters taller than Su Ronghan, stopped. The tyrant's head lowered slightly, and even his shoulders seemed to have dropped a bit, and then he turned and left without saying anything, his back showing dejection.
"Just buy more!" He yelled at Huang Wanying.
Because of the looseness of the tyrant and the fact that Su Mingzheng was not in a good temper at this time, the people in the Su family gradually learned to be cautious and indulgent towards the eldest lady, but try not to have too much contact with her.
Su Mingzheng, on the other hand, stayed at home leisurely. To others, she looked like she was on vacation. There was nothing she could do about it. She had been relieved of her duties anyway and did not need to go to work on time. The bodyguards at the door were still there.
Su Mingzheng, who was locked up at home, was like a ghost that everyone avoided, wandering around with nothing to do, but no one could make her happy, and she would not make anyone happy.
Su Guoming didn't know what to do with her, and he was afraid that letting her go would cause trouble, so he continued to impose a grounding order. People who worked in the Su family and people who came to visit began to treat the existence of Miss Su as a taboo that could not be spoken. No one who knew her would mention Su Mingzheng when visiting.
Huang Wanying was furious because of the incident in the cloakroom, but Su Guoming's protection was obvious, and Su Mingzheng did not meet with her afterwards. Su Mingzheng's activities were mainly on the third floor, where she needed things, meals, and ordered things online. Hua Ma and other housekeeping aunts brought it to her. In addition to being ghosts, they also looked like princesses locked up in a high tower. Huang Wanying couldn't find anyone she wanted to be angry with. Huang Wanying didn't dare to go to the third floor to provoke someone. Su Guoming's mind had gradually turned away. She had to maintain her image well. In addition, she didn't dare to be alone during the day when Su Guoming was not around. She always has a newly hired maid with her at home because she is afraid of being choked again. Su Mingzheng is a madman, so there is no need to go to her territory to confront her head-on.
So when she found the opportunity, Huang Wanying could not wait to find fault with Su Mingzheng.
The friends who shared the same fate with Su Mingzheng that day were all very sensible and loyal, including the couple who kept silent about what happened that day, but there were also those who did not know how to advance or retreat, and it was none other than Mr. Huang. A few days after the incident, a large bouquet of roses was delivered to Su Zhai, named as a gift to Su Mingzheng. The card stated that the sender was Mr. Huang.
Huang Wanying used the intercom to call to the third floor and asked Su Mingzheng to come and collect the flowers. As soon as she saw Su Mingzheng walking down the stairs, she started taunting her.
"Your boyfriend is quite affectionate. Look at this big bouquet, there are 99 flowers, right? Do you think he is still willing to marry you? Think about it?"
"Or do you prefer Fang Xiaoxianrou?" Huang Wanying, who was sitting on the sofa, gloated at Su Mingzheng. It was the greatest humiliation to push Su Mingzheng and the fat and lustful Huang Weiting together. Of course, the little maid stood next to Huang Wanying.
The man and woman who have been rumored to be having an affair together, sending flowers at this time is indeed ambiguous. Although Su Mingzheng guessed that this was Mr. Huang sending a coded message to beg for mercy. It was probably the Su family putting pressure on the Huang family, asking Su Mingzheng to speak for him. After all, he was actually the most like the murderer in the incident.
But this kind of ambiguous behavior was so uninteresting that Su Mingzheng had to be more suspicious. Maybe this man was a little lucky, and this bouquet of flowers was also a test, thinking that he appeared in the same room with him disheveled. In order to cover up shame in the photo, does it have to be decided by the parents to marry him? It’s not ancient times! Are you just looking to take advantage of yourself?
Find someone to beat him up! Staring at the bouquet of flowers, Su Mingzheng had already made a decision in her heart, she couldn't let it go!
With cold anger in her chest, Su Mingzheng did not attack Huang Wanying, but just glanced at her, then silently picked up the bouquet of flowers and left.
As a result, when Huang Wanying received the report from Chen's mother, 99 yellow roses had been scattered on the long wooden dining table. Huang Wanying had an unlucky feeling of numbness in her scalp when she saw it. After the arrangement, the dining table looked more and more beautiful. The more it looked like a coffin in a Western funeral, the yellow roses had somehow been turned into chrysanthemums by her. Needless to say, the murderer was Su Mingzheng. She was still sitting next to him, guarding, and it looked like a wake, so it was also No one dared to clear away the arrangements on the table.
"Su Mingzheng──" Huang Wanying shouted loudly.
"Table setting." Su Mingzheng replied calmly while sitting on a chair.
Su Mingzheng continued to keep watch until the evening without eating or drinking. When Su Guoming came home and found out the whole story, it goes without saying that the Huang family let go of Mr. Huang. Seeing how angry he was, they would only hit harder and harder again.
After that, Su Mingzheng left the dining table, and the Western coffin-like decoration was quickly cleaned up by the housekeepers. Su Mingzheng did not have dinner with anyone else that night.
Of course, Su Ronghan still had to go to school, and playing truant was inevitable, but her activity range at home was also on the third floor, so she often saw Su Mingzheng.
Su Mingzheng no longer hides in the room. She normally sits in the small living room watching TV and drinking afternoon tea. Once Su Ronghan specially used her pocket money to order the sandwich Su Mingzheng gave her when they first met. , and then took the car to get it back after school. He held the box and wanted to hand it to Su Mingzheng, but was frozen back by a cold look. The look in his eyes was as deep as a deep pool, making it difficult for Su Ronghan to even move.
But Su Ronghan watched from a distance, and Su Mingzheng would not react.
More often than not, Su Mingzheng wore full-face headphones and stood by the window blowing the wind, closing her eyes and immersed in the world of music. The headphones completely isolated her from the world around her.
Su Ronghan discovered that Su Mingzheng started to like to wear light-colored clothes. In the past, she liked bright colors, but now she has become lighter and plainer. She especially likes to simply wear a white shirt. It seems that she has ordered a lot of new white shirts. Su Ronghan I have never seen it before. Her long hair is tied back with long hairpins. She no longer wears makeup, her face is a little pale, and her lip color is lighter. But she is wearing full-face headphones, closing her eyes and blowing the breeze outside the window. , the hair scattered around the face is fluttering, with a different kind of beauty.
Su Ronghan was afraid of being lonely and isolated.
It seems that Su Mingzheng is walking as usual and living a leisurely and comfortable life, but she is obviously a lively person who likes to hang out with friends. No matter how large a house she is locked up in, no matter how much music there is, it can't change the fact that there is no one around her. situation. However, Su Mingzheng did not ask for help, but stubbornly wanted to live on her own and keep everything as usual.
So Su Ronghan was worried.
I also admire her, because Su Mingzheng is really a very special person. At this time, her reaction is still unique. When Su Mingzheng is listening to music and blowing the wind, Su Ronghan is just a few meters away. He pressed his back against the wall and looked at her intently.
One time, Su Mingzheng took off her earphones and let the wind carry her. Su Ronghan vaguely heard the exciting sound of rock music.
When Su Mingzheng was still, Su Ronghan was in a daze. She no longer pretended to review with a book. She no longer cared about whether she could get a perfect score. When she got home, she would rather look at Su Mingzheng openly than read a book.
If Su Ronghan didn't come near, Su Mingzheng would ignore her and drive her away.
Then Su Mingzheng, who was locked up during the day and had too much energy, liked to work out late at night, spending time and energy on the treadmill hour after hour. When she was exhausted, she sat on the weight training machine to do various weightlifting, and took a rest. Or maybe climb on the exercise bike and pedal hard to get the rotation.
Su Mingzheng also wears headphones when exercising. They are lightweight and easy to carry. The music isolates her from reality.
Su Ronghan also imitated her by wearing headphones and playing the English listening textbook casually, but she didn't pay much attention to listening. She turned down the volume and let it drift by her ears.
Su Mingzheng works out until midnight every night,
